artful
*His eyes as an Eagle's*
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This is a CLOSEDthread for Khan-E and Artful only.PLEASE do not post on this thread before PM'ING Artful and getting permission to introduce your character.Please read along and enjoy. THANKS !
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OOC:
Name-Arthur C. Zahl
Age-24
height-5' 11"
weight-185 lbs.
eyes-an intelligent blue(sometimes innocent)
hair-dark brown with a (few) strands of grey making him appear older than he was, medium
length,blocked at the back,and softer than the hair on a baby.(women just loved to run their
fingers through it) clean shaven,with snow white,even rowed teeth made a dazzling smile often
on a somewhat mature looking face.
caucasian/Male
average build with LARGE hands
occupation
ublic Relations/Advertising
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Meeting Connie in the same City Library after so many years of not seeing each other,was a pleasant surprise for each of us.We both gushed with sincere apologies as we collided into one another, she had blindly stepped to the sidewalk from behind a parked truck at the curb,and the books went flying from my grasp.Hurrying to get the stack of books checked back in during my lunch break,I never saw her coming.
As we stood there chatting,I couldn't help but
remember when we were in the 12 th grade. She was sitting with Daisy,then her best friend, on the picnic table at school. She had just turned 18 the week before graduation ceremonies,and I had given her a crumpled up piece of paper,with a note hastily scribbled on it.
The note read:
My being on the student council,I was able to arrange for us to be seated side by side,in the back row of the auditorium,for the seniors graduation briefing tomorrow.Wear a long skirt with a light pullover sweater,and no bra or panties.
As I walked away,I looked back over my shoulder to see her mouth open wide in shocked disbelief,as Daisy excitedly asked her,"What did it say,what did it say?"Then ripped the paper out of her grasp to read it for herself!
I wondered if she remembered going to school the next day,dressed exactly as I had instructed. I recalled her telling me later that she had"...felt sooo naughty. Just waiting for the assembly. She didn't know what I had in mind, but she was sure it would be sexually exciting,and was it ever."
Six years later,Connie looked better than ever.I looked at her loose running shorts as she kneeled in front of me,picking up the books,and I could clearly see the small cleft with puffed lips on each side.Her pussy was shaven,unlike the picture I remembered it looking like in High School. Somehow,it looked more innocent.Straightening up, I asked her,"Where ya headed Connie?"She replied,"Looks like we are both headed to the library."Leaning close to me she whispered,"You know,I had pussy juice running down my legs by the time I got into the auditorium that day. You were already there waiting as I entered and sat next to you in the last seat. YES, I remember it all very well ALSO!"
DAMN,...it must have shown plainly what I had been thinking,either that,or she was a mind reader. "Connie,do you remember also,hurrying down the back row, raising your skirt past your knees to step over my outstretched legs?"She replied,"Art, why don't we turn our books in,and I will let ya buy me coffee next door,ok?"
We walked into the cafe with Connie leading the way.I watched her firm ass cheeks roll back and forth under those shorts,and the ~world~ could have watched my cock as it stretched out it's full 10".Waiting for the coffee to arrive,I recalled six years ago,I had read volumes of sex oriented studies at the City Library.I'knew' Connie better than she knew herself.I knew she would sit there in the auditorium and do EVERYTHING I asked of her,if I only presented it properly to her.
I recalled looking into her flashing emerald eyes, and telling her,"Ok baby,lissen' up!We are gonna play a game.You can't touch me,and you can't touch yourself,got it." 'Yes,...bu...buh!'I put a finger to my lips indicating for her to shush!Biting her
pouty,full lower lip,she nodded her assent.
Reaching forward,I slipped a large 81/2"X11"glossy out of the book rack,attached to the back of the seat in front of me,and passed her the first pic.I watched her face closely as she stared at the picture,her tongue darted out immediately to moisten her dry, parched lips as her breathing quickened.
At eighteen,Connie was JUST beginning to discover her desires to exhibit herself publicly.Her eyes danced all over that picture,taking it all in,then riveted on the center portion. Staring,her gaze locked onto the pic,she started to slide her left hand down to press firmly against the top of her left thigh.I cautioned her,"If you touch yourself, ...I won't let you see the rest baby!"
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OOC:
Name-Arthur C. Zahl
Age-24
height-5' 11"
weight-185 lbs.
eyes-an intelligent blue(sometimes innocent)
hair-dark brown with a (few) strands of grey making him appear older than he was, medium
length,blocked at the back,and softer than the hair on a baby.(women just loved to run their
fingers through it) clean shaven,with snow white,even rowed teeth made a dazzling smile often
on a somewhat mature looking face.
caucasian/Male
average build with LARGE hands
occupation
ublic Relations/Advertising**************************************************
Meeting Connie in the same City Library after so many years of not seeing each other,was a pleasant surprise for each of us.We both gushed with sincere apologies as we collided into one another, she had blindly stepped to the sidewalk from behind a parked truck at the curb,and the books went flying from my grasp.Hurrying to get the stack of books checked back in during my lunch break,I never saw her coming.
As we stood there chatting,I couldn't help but
remember when we were in the 12 th grade. She was sitting with Daisy,then her best friend, on the picnic table at school. She had just turned 18 the week before graduation ceremonies,and I had given her a crumpled up piece of paper,with a note hastily scribbled on it.
The note read:
My being on the student council,I was able to arrange for us to be seated side by side,in the back row of the auditorium,for the seniors graduation briefing tomorrow.Wear a long skirt with a light pullover sweater,and no bra or panties.
As I walked away,I looked back over my shoulder to see her mouth open wide in shocked disbelief,as Daisy excitedly asked her,"What did it say,what did it say?"Then ripped the paper out of her grasp to read it for herself!
I wondered if she remembered going to school the next day,dressed exactly as I had instructed. I recalled her telling me later that she had"...felt sooo naughty. Just waiting for the assembly. She didn't know what I had in mind, but she was sure it would be sexually exciting,and was it ever."
Six years later,Connie looked better than ever.I looked at her loose running shorts as she kneeled in front of me,picking up the books,and I could clearly see the small cleft with puffed lips on each side.Her pussy was shaven,unlike the picture I remembered it looking like in High School. Somehow,it looked more innocent.Straightening up, I asked her,"Where ya headed Connie?"She replied,"Looks like we are both headed to the library."Leaning close to me she whispered,"You know,I had pussy juice running down my legs by the time I got into the auditorium that day. You were already there waiting as I entered and sat next to you in the last seat. YES, I remember it all very well ALSO!"
DAMN,...it must have shown plainly what I had been thinking,either that,or she was a mind reader. "Connie,do you remember also,hurrying down the back row, raising your skirt past your knees to step over my outstretched legs?"She replied,"Art, why don't we turn our books in,and I will let ya buy me coffee next door,ok?"
We walked into the cafe with Connie leading the way.I watched her firm ass cheeks roll back and forth under those shorts,and the ~world~ could have watched my cock as it stretched out it's full 10".Waiting for the coffee to arrive,I recalled six years ago,I had read volumes of sex oriented studies at the City Library.I'knew' Connie better than she knew herself.I knew she would sit there in the auditorium and do EVERYTHING I asked of her,if I only presented it properly to her.
I recalled looking into her flashing emerald eyes, and telling her,"Ok baby,lissen' up!We are gonna play a game.You can't touch me,and you can't touch yourself,got it." 'Yes,...bu...buh!'I put a finger to my lips indicating for her to shush!Biting her
pouty,full lower lip,she nodded her assent.
Reaching forward,I slipped a large 81/2"X11"glossy out of the book rack,attached to the back of the seat in front of me,and passed her the first pic.I watched her face closely as she stared at the picture,her tongue darted out immediately to moisten her dry, parched lips as her breathing quickened.
At eighteen,Connie was JUST beginning to discover her desires to exhibit herself publicly.Her eyes danced all over that picture,taking it all in,then riveted on the center portion. Staring,her gaze locked onto the pic,she started to slide her left hand down to press firmly against the top of her left thigh.I cautioned her,"If you touch yourself, ...I won't let you see the rest baby!"
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